AN: I was having some issues writing this Chapter for some reason. I blame it on Faberry Tumblr and Fallout 4 hype. Looks like we peaked again, 9,367 words this time around. I don't even know how this happened, to be honest. I planned on this one being straight to the point.
Anyways, you all know the drill, Enjoy and Review. The next chapter might be slower to get out, Fallout 4 hype is really real now. If you don't see me in week, Fallout 4 got me. (Let's be honest, I love writing this too much though)
"Doubt that the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move his aides, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love"
If Rachel was honest with herself, she was rather excited for school, even getting up before her alarm clock went off. She was acting like a kid on Christmas. The very first day of officially be a Cheerio. Her Cheerio uniform still in the dry cleaning bag hanging off one of the drawers in her master bed room.
She couldn't help a soft giggle as she did her morning ritual, the house still quiet. Her parents were late in getting home last night, which was no issue for Quinn or Rachel who enjoyed the alone time to explore each other.
She had been sitting in her towel for awhile now, staring at the uniform. It was an odd experience for her. Ever since the start of Highschool this outfit was the sign of fear and terror for her. IT was the one thing she hated the most and the one thing she wanted the most. She had always wanted to be a Cheerio. To feel special and chosen by someone or something. She tried for Glee to give her that feeling, but ever since the Sunshine situation her fellow Glee Clubbers avoided her like the plague.
She allowed a small smile, Quinn gave her that feeling though. The way the blonde would just lay with her and look at her. Last night after she was sure she had marked the blonde's neck in payback for earlier the other day, the two laid there with Rachel in Quinn's arms. Her head on the blonde's chest, the two talked about the future. About each other, how they want them in their future. That, in the end, they were each other's future.
She slipped on her undergarments and tore through the plastic dry cleaning coat. She heard Roxie downstairs barking like crazy and the sound of voices. It was still a while before Quinn usually came to pick her up. She ignored the sounds and moved the top onto her before bending over and stepping into the skirt. She spun a little circle in front of her large mirror, Rachel couldn't help it, she did look pretty hot in the small skirt. It felt nice, as she smoothed her hands over her body, she felt sexy for once.
Or it had to do with the pair of burning dark hazel eyes from near the entrance of her room. A tense silence filled the room, as Quinn moved to stand behind Rachel. She stuck in a breath as Quinn pressed up against her. Flashes from the way they were dancing last night entered her mind, or the way Quinn's mouth sucked on her neck when they left the club.
She felt Quinn's warm breath near her ear as she whispered, "Allow me." Then came her girlfriend's soft and slender fingers trailing up the side of her body, going to finish zipping up the Cheerio skirt.
Quinn kept both her hands on either of Rachel's hip, pressing his girlfriend into her body, "There were a lot of bad memories in this uniform, Rachel. But we can make really really good ones in it also. I do not know how I am going to keep my hands off of you everyday now.." She pressed a kiss to Rachel's cheek as she made to move back.
"Now you know how it has felt for me for the past two years. There is something about you bouncing up and down the hallway in these skirts." Rachel mumbled out, staring at Quinn's eyes through the mirrors.
Quinn ran a finger along the side of Rachel's body, "I am jealous really. Now everyone gets to see what I get to see. How breath taking beautiful you are. I am going to need a bat to beat away everyone."
Rachel turned in Quinn's arms, chests pressed against each other, she leaned up and pressed a sweet kiss to the blonde's lips, "You have nothing to worry about, Quinn. I am only yours."
Quinn returned the kiss and with her own one liner, "I love you more than words can wield the matter, Dearer than eyesight, space and liberty." She knew that Shakespeare would make her girlfriend swoon.
And swoon Rachel did. Biting her bottom lip she looked up at Quinn and then to her bed and then to the clock and then back to Quinn, "Damnit, Quinn. Why do you have to say things like that right before we have to leave?"
"The teasing always comes before the pleasing." The blonde teased pressing a kiss to Rachel's flaming cheeks and moved away from Rachel, "Well come on, I want to see the looks on everyone's faces."
The blonde heard Rachel mumble something like, "That wasn't what you were doing last night", but chose to ignored it for the moment.
"You're right. Ready to see the jaws of the entire school drop when we walk in?" Rachel teased back as she fixed her ponytail and grabbed her bag.
In fact, the school made a collective whimper, alongside their jaws dropping. Rachel was one for dramatic entrances, with Santana and Brittany flanking them, Quinn and Rachel marched down the main hallway, the school parting for the four.
Rachel felt a buzz of excitement at the looks. She allowed herself to stand tall, and proud of the uniform. Quinn sent her a sidelong glance, giving a small smile and wink. This new Rachel Berry, one that kept her head high was a good and positive change. Rachel returned the favor, and went back to staring down a group of past football players. It was time to show this school just who Rachel Berry was. And to think all it took was Quinn.
That was until Jacob Israel shoved a mic in front of face, "Rachel Berry, please, what made you join the Cheerios? Will you comment on the rumors of you threatening Coach Sue to make you join the team? Please marry me."
Now Rachel remembered all those years of bullying, but there something about Jacob that made her skin crawl, away he looked at the passing girls. If she had this new obvious power, she was going to put it to good use, and that meant making sure this creeper didn't prey on anyone.
Clearing her throat and still speaking in her high girly tone, "Jacob, if you touch me, look at me, think about talking to me. Or generally breath next to me, I will have my Dad arrest you for sexual harassment. Still have all the evidence of you harassing me for my underwear. And in this town, do you really think a Judge will side with you?"
There was something about the way the girl said it in such a cheerful way with the threat made anyone standing by move back in fear.
Puck, who was standing near by trying to stop himself drooling at the sight of his Jewbro legs, felt a surge of anger at what Rachel was saying. Sure they knew Jacob had done some weird shit, but it went this far? He came forward and put both of his massive hands onto Jacob's shoulders, "Don't worry Jewbro, I'll take care of this."
And before Rachel could say no, he was dragging Jacob to the back of the school where he would actually beat the boy's face in. The brown haired girl frowned, she knew that Puck was only being nice with her now because she was a Cheerio. She wondered just what type of new 'friends' she would make over the course of the next few days.
She caught Quinn's gentle hazel eyes. Rachel knew she should tell her about the things Jacob tried pulling on her, But she could see the understanding and love coming from the girlfriend's eyes, thankfully it was Santana that pulled them out of their thoughts before they threw themselves at each other, "Damn Rachel, didn't know you had it in you."
"Did you just call me Rachel?" Rachel turned, finally breaking eye contact with Quinn.
"Perhaps, Hobbit." Santana allowed a small grin, going to link pinkies with Brittany and walking off.
"See, Santana does like you. And you were worried." Rachel rolled her eyes at her girlfriend and followed her to their first period class.
Will watched from the back of the hallway, eyes narrowing as he saw Rachel in the Cheerio outfit. He slammed his fist into a nearby locker and half ran his way to Sue's office. She had gone to far this time, using Rachel and giving her hope of being something more.
The rest of the week went on without any notice. Cheerio practice was an interesting experience for the two, both learning how to work with the person Quinn became as leader of the merry band. And Rachel who had became one of the leaders in own right, right after Santana. Rachel seemed to spend much of the practices next to Sue in the bleachers who would point out any mistakes to Sue, areas of improvement, and so on. If Sue was honest with herself, Rachel was doing her job at coaching better than she was.
She watched as Rachel went to join the rest of the team, moving up to stand next to Quinn and explain the new change in the routine. She had divided her team into two covens now, the Faberrys, a clever use of Q's and Berry's last names, and everyone else. At this point she just wanted to cut the 'everyone else' part of the team, which was over half. The 'Everyone else', or the Not-Haves, as she was going to call them for now on, we're becoming a thorn in her side. The tension between the two sides were going to come to a breaking point.
Quinn stood with Rachel at her side, arms crossed as the team took a small break from the practice, "I think we should just scrap the first part, Lauren just can't pull off the triple spin that Coach wants."
It seemed the blonde in question had heard Rachel's comment and before Quinn could answer, Lauren came running forward, pushing Rachel backwards.
"What the hell did you just say about me, Dwarf?" Lauren didn't even let Rachel a chance to answer as she slapped Rachel hard across the face.
Quinn only saw red, but before she could launch herself at the shorter blonde girl, she felt Santana holding her back. It was then she caught Rachel's eyes, with a look she had never seen before, Quinn might be scary a lot of the time, but the rare times someone pushed Rachel fall enough, Rachel only remembered all the defense classes her Daddy made her take.
Rachel held her cheek, it stinging red. She was trying really hard to keep a check on her growing anger. She heard her girlfriend's voice screaming, "You can't do that!"
"Just fuck..-" Before Lauren could answer, Rachel had found her self-worth, marched forward, and slammed her first into Laruen's face. With the blonde on the ground, Rachel had lost herself with all her anger, and slammed her foot into the girl's ribs.
Lauren was down for the count, holding her ribs having not expected Rachel to fight back like that. Quinn had thrown off Santana at this point, wanting to beat the shit out of Lauren also, but paused when she heard Rachel's voice, "Anyone else, Ladies?"
No one dared to take a step forward. Due in part to just watching Rachel giving Lauren a one hit knock out, and Sue standing behind Rachel in a dead silence.
"I get it. No one likes me here. I understand people not liking me. But for one moment, how about you stop thinking about ourselves for one fucking moment and think about the team as a whole. We can keep how things are going, barely making any progress on our routine for Sectionals, where we will lose. Which means for you Seniors," Rachel nudged Lauren with her foot, the girl was a senior, "you will lose your scholarships, which means no college, which means you will be stuck here in Lima working some dead end job. Or we can pretend that we like each other, suffer through Coach's Army Basic Training fitness standards, and win Nationals for the 7th time. Now, who is with me?"
Quinn stood in silence as Rachel's, torn between really turned on by Rachel smacking Lauren to ground and then taking command of the team within a blink of an eye. And anger at Lauren for having the balls to hit her girlfriend. She wondered if Rachel was like in the bedroom. The thought of her very small girlfriend trying to take dominance from Quinn. She could feel herself dripping at the thought now. She blinked once and then twice, Rachel's eyes meeting hers, yes right, Quinn. Captain. Time to get her mind out of the gutter, she took a step forward, on accident hitting Lauren in the face with her foot as she stepped over the down girl, "Now, Ladies. This is going to go either two of ways; get with the program, or get off my team."
Finally Sue decided to speak up, "I stick with the decision of my Captains. There is one thing of friendly competition and then all out rebellion."
In the end only half of the 'Have-Nots', left. Most of them underclassmen thankfully. Her scholarship holders knew better than to leave now. It got the gears turning in her head though, she had used the same tactic of massive numbers and grand sets to win her past 6 Nationals. IF she wanted to break the World Record she needed to change it up, "Q! Berry! Santana front and center. EVERYONE ELSE, RUN BLEACHERS UNTIL I AM TIRED. AND SOMEONE TAKE SLAPPY THERE TO THE NURSE."
Two Cheerios half carried and dragged Lauren to the nurse office. Quinn would deal with her later in private, but she followed the other two girls where Sue stood.
"Now, we're down a good amount of bodies now. No fear, I was planning on this. It is time to get back to the bread and butter of cheerleading. A throwback before the days of massive sets and formations. Got it, Berry?"
"Yes, Coach I already have a dozen ideas." Sue was half surprised the girl didn't give her a paragraph, at least she was learning, "Q, Sandbags, this will never happen again. Do we understand each other?"
"Yes, Coach." The Captain and Sergeant said together. Taking that as they were dismissed, the three turned to leave, not before Sue opened her mouth once more, "Hell of a punch, Rachel. I knew I made the right decision bringing you on my team."
The entire team was actually surprised, praise from Coach Sue was a rare thing.
Quinn shot Rachel an award winning smile, she was proud of her girl.
Sue Sylvester always enjoyed a good cup of french pressed coffee after every Cheerio practice. Mostly due to the fact caffeine was the only thing that kept her from snapping and killing everyone at the school. And if was a nice way to unwind from her day.
She had to give it to Q and Berry, between the two they had swiftly kicked the new team into shape. And any those slacking behind quickly caught up by Santana's intense glare and screaming.
Of course, her moment was silence was ruined by Will, or the Curly Lesbian as she called him.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Sue?" Will screamed as he slammed Sue's office door shut. Standing in front of her desk, pointing his finger at the female.
"Trying to forget those fifth graders who put on Hairspray. A sin against humanity it was, Curly."
"Cut the shit, Sue. I am so tired of you and your grudge against me and the Glee Club. You call yourself a educator? And now you're using my students against me? What angle are you playing at?" Sue has to resist the urge to wipe the spit from her face as Will grew louder and louder.
"What are you even on about, Will?" Sue sighed, leaning back into her office chair and moving the glasses off of her nose.
"Quinn and Rachel." Will held a hand on either of the small chairs in front of her desk. His eyes bearing down into hers.
There was a moment of understanding as the anger fell from Will's face, going to sit on one of the hard metal chairs.
"It wasn't just me then? The two are obvious I suppose. All with the puppy eyes and the choir room making out sessions. Honestly, what is it with kids doing it in public places." Sue shrugged, her eyes still looking into Will's,
"They..- they sung a song in Glee the other day. And I saw it. Right there in front of me. There is something about it, so pure, so special. I guess I am jealous of it. During Highschool I thought I was so in love with Terri and that it was going to last. But when I saw those two..- God." Will explained shaking his head as finished.
Sue stayed silent for a long time, her eyes leaving the man in front of her and to the window. There was already a light rainfall, a sign of a wet and cold Autumn. Which will only lead into a worse winter, "I am going to share something with you, Will. I was in love once, with a woman."
Will looked surprised but did not speak, leaning back into his chair now and crossing his legs. Sue didn't even know what possessed her to say that. She blamed the kids effect on her, or it was the fact, that deep down, she was so tired of being hateful. Thinking that at least this way she didn't have to feel the sting of love lost.
"We were young and in love. We went up to Canada the weekend after we finished college, got married. And started a life together," She paused there for a moment, she ignored the sting of tears behind her eyes and the ping in her heart. Her voice cracked as she spoke, "..-I couldn't of been happier, Will."
"What happened, Sue?" His voice was soft, usually in these moments he would lean over and try to offer some comfort to the person but he could tell, from how rigid Sue's body was, how her hands gripped the edge of her desk. She looked so..- scared, vulnerable.
"Cancer. It all happened so fast, a year. So was so healthy in the spring and then winter came," She had to pause, she couldn't do this. But she knew that she had to, staring down at her desk, she could feel a tear coming from her eyes. She had to do this, for her. It was time to open up tp someone finally, "She died in my arms in the hospital bed. That was 10 years ago, I sold our house and came to Lima, Ohio. And became a cheerleading coach."
Sue finished with a sip of her cup of coffee, staring out the window in silence. Linda always did like it when it rained, she would always drag Sue out of the house and sing to her as the rain came pouring down on them. The woman only sighed and moved away from the window speaking back to Will who was wiping his red eyes, "So, back to the point of all of this, I would never ever do anything to stand in between love and most specifically those two."
"But how did she even get on the team? You were..-" Will stop at the look Sue gave her. Nodding in understatement.
"I took the matter into my own hands. When those two come out, and they will sooner or later, they're going to need all the friends they can get. And as a teacher, an educator, it is time we stop this childish war between the Cheerios and Glee Club."
Will looked shocked, "I..-I am impressed, Sue. I always thought you hated me."
"I don't hate you, Will. I just hate people." Sue's voice was soft. Going back to put her glasses on the bridge of her nose and flicking through the book she was reading before.
Will stood to leave, pausing as he opened the door to her office that lead back into the hallway, "You know, Sue. If you ever need to talk about what happened, I am here. It's time we stop acting like we're in highschool also."
Once she was finally alone, the woman screamed and threw her coffee mug against one of the wall of her office and cried. Why did she have to go and leave her alone?
Will somehow made it back to his own office, sitting down as he looked over the papers on his desk. There was a sharp ringing in his ears, he had always prided himself on being able to read people, he was so sure that Sue was nothing but someone who was bullied in Highschool and now was getting revenge on the kids she hated when she was one.
But now, he didn't know what to think about her, about him, about everything. His life was already turned upside down when Terri faked her pregnancy, though he never admitted it, he was broken. Terri over the years of marriage and then finally lying to him had broken him. At some point he knew that he was in love with Terri, he had to be in love with her. Just somewhere along the road he lost that feeling. That feeling he had always been searching for. In the end that is why he restarted the Glee Club, he had hoped if he went back to where it all started he found find what he was looking for.
He was so sure back in highschool that him and Terri were meant to be, that he would never want him oneself. He had thrown himself into this rivalry with Sue because it was the only thing he had next to the Glee Club that actually gave him meaning. Emma was long gone, married the perfect man she could find.
He didn't even know who he was. From the moment he was 15 and until a few months ago he had defined himself by Terri, then he threw himself at Emma because he didn't know what else to do. Now it made him wonder if he had ever had feelings for Emma, or was it just the repeating case of Terri. Giving himself to someone because he was too afraid to see himself for what he was.
Perhaps it was time to find about who just William Schuester was.
The bell pulled him from his thoughts, entering the Choir room, he clapped his hand and put on his best smile. He noticed the four Cheerios sitting with each other near the back, the rest of the Glee Club whispering and pointing to where Rachel sat with the three other Cheerios.
"Today, I would actually like to do something different. I have stood up here and preach about using Glee to open up about your feelings, while I haven't done that. Don't worry it's not Journey. Puck, Finn, know U2?"
The two boys looked at each other before nodding, "Yeah, Mr Schu."
The boys took their positions with the rest of the band members, not quite knowing where their teacher was going with this.
"We all joined Glee Club for some reason. Acceptance, love, hate, jealousy. But in the end we all stayed here because we're all looking for something. Now I don't know what it is we're looking for, but I am right there with you kids. And together, we will find it."
The Club shifted in their seats, usually Mr. Schu's speeches were long and drawn out, but there was something about how he spoke. His voice low, his eyes downcasted. He nodded to the band who picked up the tune as Will opened his mouth to sing.
I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
Rachel rested her palm in her hand and leaned forward, she honestly had expected a Journey song. She was slightly surprised when she felt Quinn's hand running along the curve of her back. She looked up and wondered what she was doing, this really wasn't the best way to keep their relationship a secret.
Quinn's eyes were soft though, and glancing around everyone else in the club seemed to be lost in their own little world as the song started. Rachel moved back into her chair, and allowing herself to place her head on Quinn's shoulder. Quinn singing softly under her breath as she moved a few strands of Rachel's hair to behind her ear, "Only to be with you."
I have run I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
Tina and Mike were dancing in the middle of the Choir room, arms around each other with their foreheads pressed against each other. Surprising, Santana and pulled Brittany down from their seats, dancing with each other.
Finn and Puck were jamming out with the rest of the band. Finn's eyes fell onto Quinn and Rachel, his eyes going wide at the sight. He looked around the rest of the club as Artie pulled up next to Puck, jamming out also. What the hell was Quinn playing at with Rachel? He might still be angry at Rachel for driving Sunshine away, but he had to protect her away from whatever Quinn was playing. He saw how fast the blonde had dumped Rachel to the side of the road as soon as she had came a Cheerio again. Something was up and he was going to get to the bottom of it.
I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in the fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
Will kept his seat on his stool, singing through his own pain and confusession. He saw that the song was having the effect on his kids as it was on him. With Sectionals coming up and all the nasty business with Sunshine they needed to be reminded of why they joined in the first place. Because they were all lost.
I believe in the Kingdom come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
But yes I'm still running
You broke the bonds and you
You loosened the chains
You carried the cross
Of my shame
Oh my shame
You know I believe it
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
Quinn caught Finn's lingering eyes on her. Her hazel ones becoming stoic as she stared him down. She didn't push Rachel away, she in fact, wrapped her arm around the girl and pulled her closer. There was no way in hell she would back down with Rachel because of Finn Husdeon.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
As Will finished alongside the Club, the room was filled with applause. Standing up and taking a small bow, "I hope you all enjoyed it. I decided to change things up a little more, the duets are a competition now. Whatever groups win, they will sing the ballad at Sectionals."
"And with that said, I would like to welcome our new member, Sam." He clapped his hands a blonde boy coming from one of the side doors. Rachel and Quinn had seen the boy hanging out with Finn and Artie in the hallways.
"Hello, my name is Sam. I'm Sam. Sam I am. And I don't like Green Eggs and Ham." The blonde boy smiled.
Santana snorted next to Brittany and buried her face into the blonde's shoulder to keep herself from laughing.
"Mr. Schu, I am pretty sure we have an odd number now." Rachel spoke up next to Quinn, having moved her head from the blonde's shoulder as the song ended.
"Yes, but Puck will not be able to make it on practice later this weekend. So Finn, say hello to your new duet partner." Mr. Schu smiled and motioned for Sam to join with Finn who looked pleased with the outcome.
"I have some Jewish Church stuff too do." Puck said from his spot in the front row.
With the club breaking out into their duet groups, Quinn and Rachel kept sat in their seats, the shorter of the two leaning over and whispering, "Why do I get the feeling something is up?"
"Because Finn is looking at us with that look in his eye. Don't worry, Darling, I will take care of it." Quinn resisted to press a kiss to her girlfriend's cheek. Her eyes still locked in a deathmatch with Finn.
"We have to win now. The idea of singing a ballad with you is something I will not pass up."
"Agreed. We're going to need something that no one else is doing. Shock and awe factor."
"My thoughts exactly, Love."
Santana looked over and said to the two, "You know, you two together are going to do great things. Terrible things, but great things."
Quinn and Rachel only shared a knowing smile before launching into song choices. Both of them already knew with Quinn's leadership ability and Rachel's drive, the only thing holding them back was their own fears.
Santana only looked on and whispered to Brittany, "What did we create?"
It was Thursday night now, and the two girls were still without a song. Quinn laid on Rachel's bed, with Rachel sitting at her desk going through the thousands and thousands of songs on her Itunes.
"Ugh, why is this so hard? We need something no one would be thinking of, but we have been through my Itunes like a dozen times this week." Rachel complained twisting in the computer chair to look at her girlfriend.
Who in question was sat on her bed, book in hand with her reading glasses on her nose. She looked from her liens of Shakespeare to her girlfriend, "Country."
"Country. Really Quinn?"
"Well, more of the pop Country that isn't Taylor Swift. I mean we could just do more Frank but honestly, Baby," She could see her girlfriend about to roll her eyes. Quinn marked her place in her book, and moved to straddle either side of her girlfriend, "Think about it. We have done one country song before. I think if we try, we could kill it and everyone else. Then I get to make eyes with you in front of thousands of people at Sectionals."
Rachel stared up into Quinn's eyes, her fingers pressing into the pale skin of Quinn's thighs. Really it wasn't fair, Quinn knew that she couldn't just say no, "Do you have something in mind?"
"5 steps ahead of you, Love." Quinn grinned before leaning down to press a kiss to Rachel's lips. After a quick embrace, she jumped up and pulled up on Itunes on Rachel's desktop. Still in her lap, Quinn leaned back into Rachel's chest, "What do you think?"
"IF we keep this up, people are going to start talking about the two of us."
"Let them talk, Rachel. We're both Cheerios, I will kill anyone that says anything to you."
"You know," Rachel's voice near the back of Quinn's neck sent shivers down her spine, "It's really hot when you get protective."
Quinn sat up and reached for Rachel's hands, pulling her up and out of the chair, "You could always show me how hot it gets you." She walked Rachel back until the back of her legs hit the bed, sending Rachel back onto the bed. With Quinn right behind her, going to her arms on either side of Rachel's head.
"B..-But," Rachel stuttered slightly, from the way Quinn's eyes had darkened to a dark jade green. She looked a like a predator, hunting for her prey. With her blonde hair wild and her eyes darkened, she looked much like a panther or lion. She took her own bottom lip into her mouth, thinking as she spoke, "We have to practice still."
Quinn groaned as soon as Rachel took her bottom lip into her mouth. Crashing their lips together, Quinn wasted no time in running her tongue across Rachel's lips, begging for entrance to further the kiss deep. She could never get enough of the strawberry taste that always seemed to be in Rachel's mouth.
Rachel gave a small moan and allowed Quinn's entrance. Weaving her fingers into blonde hair, tugging hard as she pushed their lips harder against each other. Shivers ran down her spine while Quinn's hands ran along the side of her body.
Quinn gave what sounded like a growl when Rachel bite down on her bottom lip as they moved their lips apart. She wasn't getting away the easily, dragging her lips downwards she started to leave kiss along Rachel's jaw and neck before finding the pulse point that made Rachel drip.
"Quinn..-" Rachel's voice was soft, cut off by a sharp moan as Quinn's fingers slipped under the helm of her cheerio top. Quinn groaned from in between leaving a hickey on Rachel's neck, slipping downwards to nestle in between her legs. Large green eyes looked up at Rachel's brown ones, as if she asking if she could continue.
Rachel's brown eyes were half shut with pleasure. Looking down at her girlfriend, she was too far gone already to not say no. They were not ready for that but it didn't mean they could dip their toes into the pool. That was all it took for Quinn to move her lips to the waistline of Rachel's skirt.
Moving the shirt up as she pressed open mouth kisses along the curve of Rachel's stomach, nipping and biting on tan skin. Leaving red marks across her stomach, never going past the bottom of Rachel's red sports bra.
By the time they were finished, Rachel's stomach and abs had been worshiped by Quinn, the blonde gave a cheeky grin and sat up from the girl, not before pressing one more kiss to her lips, "Come on, dinner will almost be done and we still have to practice afterwards."
Rachel looked with wide eyes as she looked up at Quinn. Quinn couldn't help but to give a large smile and pressed another kiss to Rachel's lips. Dinner was still a good half an hour off, and there was something about the way Rachel looked with swollen lips and hair a mess that she couldn't resist. Laying down next to Rachel, the brown haired girl modeled into the blonde's arms.
"I love you, Quinn." Rachel's voice was soft, still trying to catch her breath from the past hour of intense making out.
Quinn couldn't help but to think about the first time she realized that she was in love with one Rachel Berry.
Well in all reality it wasn't just one moment, or some grand realization that she realized that she was in love with Rachel. It just kinda happened one day, when everything finally just clicked together in one single moment. She had known for awhile that she had feelings for Rachel, she knew it back in the first few moments back in Fifth Grade, where they shared the same class. One way or another, the two had known each other for their entire lives. There was something that tugged on her heart the way the girl could talk on and on, or just how adorable the girl looked. While all the other girls were getting feelings for males, Quinn could only think of soft cheeks and large brown eyes.
She supposed the very first time she realized that she was in love with Rachel was the moment she walked through the doors of highschool to only run into Rachel. Her right arm shot out to wrap around her waist and twisted the two around so Quinn fell on her back. Thankfully it was still early in the morning before school, which meant the halls were empty. Seems the population of students all arrived 10 minutes before the bell and there was at least a good 45 minutes before the first bell. The back of her head slammed into the floor of the hallways, giving a groan of pain she heard Rachel's worried voice filling her senses, "I am so sorry, Quinn."
Then something that neither girl would forgot, Rachel gently took Quinn's head into her lap and leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Quinn knew that she shouldn't be allowing this to happen, she should be up on her feet, screaming and yelling, pushing Rachel away. But looking up at sparkling brown eyes, she felt herself slipping, slipping and drowning. It was the first she realized just how badly she needed Rachel.
The girl helped Quinn up and walked them to the Sport's Medicine room, the nurse wouldn't be in this early. Rachel sat Quinn down on one of the benches and pressed an icepack to the back of Quinn's throbbing head. Neither couldn't help but to smile at the thought of the moment, Quinn hurting herself somehow, and Rachel being there to kiss it better.
The second time was during one of her moments of weakness. She couldn't remember why they were fighting, something about Finn. Honestly, she was just using the boy at her shield to hide away from doing something foolish and acting on her feelings for Rachel.
Of course that was working just fine until the small Diva decided it was time to try and steal Finn from her. Like really, she should be stealing her from Finn. She was storming after her as the bell ringed, trying to get away from her as she grabbed her wrist on the stairs.
"Look, Quinn it's obvious that you have a lot to express." Rachel hissed staring down at the blonde. The two were standing chest to chest almost, with Quinn only a stair down from the one Rachel was on.
The halls had emptied at this point, Quinn stared up at Rachel, hands on her hips as she breathed heavily, "Oh you have no idea."
There was something in the moment, the way Rachel's eyes darkened, the way she took a step up onto the small landing where Rachel stood. She shouldn't be doing this, she should be walking the other way.
She had known for a long time she was in love with Rachel, but she truthfully had never enjoyed the thought of Rachel pressed naked against her. It had been a few days since he last..- session, and the burning feeling in between her legs was almost too much as an assault of vanilla assaulted her senses. She wanted to taste vanilla, smelling it was only turning her own.
She had backed Rachel against a nearby wall, Rachel looking up at her with such wide brown eyes, a look so sweet. but Quinn could see the glimmer behind them, the biting of her bottom lip, the corners of her mouth dipping upwards. Rachel was teasing her!
Placing her hands onto the way on either side of Rachel's head, she stared down at the girl, God, she wanted her. To love every single inch of her skin. She felt herself leaning in, down to press her lips against Rachel's and finally taste vanilla.
Bit of course, the sound of feet on marble had to cockblock Quinn even more. She kept her eyes on Rachel, saving the memory in the the dark reaches of her mind. And before the feet could reach them, she leaned down and pressed the softest and briefest of kisses to Rachel's lips before turning and running. It was Rachel's first kiss, and wanted more.
The third time meant the most to Quinn. Where this all started, the moment Rachel threw open the bathroom door and held her as she cried. Cried for the little girl she never able to be, cried for the mistakes she had made, and cried for the love she felt for the girl currently holding her. No one had never seen her like that before, no one was allowed to see the tall and thick walls of one Quinn Fabray, heir to the Fabray Industries.
But nope, Rachel and only ever Rachel got to see past that. Got to see the real Lucy Quinn Fabray. A scarred and broken girl who had now lost everything. Rachel had only smiled at her and said, "You're not broken. Bent maybe, but never broken." She was the first person to believe in her, that she was meant to be something more. More than just a pretty face and a trophy wife.
It was in that moment, Rachel Berry became her end and her beginning. She fell into her, hard and fast. Allowing herself for once to feel the rushing emotions just under her skin.
"I love you too. Come on, before your Dads come searching for us." Quinn grinned and lead the way downstairs.
Quinn gave a reassuring smile to Rachel as they walked into the choir room the following afternoon, "Come on, Rachel. We have this in the bag."
"I am not nervous, Quinn." She tried to smile it off, but she was. Not because of the song choice, because she was singing in front of the Glee Club with Quinn again. Sooner or later people like Kurt were going put together the pieces. And the way Finn kept looking at them, he had to know something.
"Remember what we said last night. I love you, no matter what people say." Quinn whispered as they sat down at the back of rows of chairs.
Rachel offered a smile to Santana and Brittany as they took their seats next to the two, "Ready for tonight, Berry and the experience of a lifetime?"
"Yes, Santana. Quinn has been going on and on for the past few days about the tragedy of me never had watched Lord of the Rings before." Rachel explained.
"I haven't been going on and on." Quinn whined from next to Rachel. Her girlfriend only smiled and squeezed her thigh. Though was quick to move it away as Finn and Mr. Schu walked in. The blonde caught the boy's eyes, there was something in them, worry? She had expected to see jealousy, the little green eyed monster. That was something to note for later when she spoke to him.
"Right, Quinn, Rachel. Ready to woo all of us again?" Will smiled, clapping his hands in front of him.
"Naturally." Quinn smirked as she stood, Rachel one step behind her.
"You say that like if there is any other way, Mr. Schu." Rachel smiled as she took center stage, Quinn motioning for Brad to leave the bench of the piano. Cracking her fingers she looked over to the band and Rachel.
"Quinn decided to mix it a little bit. We have only done a few Country songs before. While this is traditionally sung by a solo male, we have decided to put our own swing onto it. Enjoy." Rachel explained before taking a small bow.
Quinn took the lead on it, starting up on the piano, her silky voice mixing quite well for the slowed down country song.
It don't matter what plans I got, I can break 'em.
Yeah, I can turn this thing around at the next red light
And I don't mind telling all the girls I can't meet 'em.
Hell, we can all go raise some hell on any other night
Quinn was pretty sure she was eye fucking Rachel in front of the class as the brown haired girl moved to rest on the side of the piano. Picking up on the second line, their voices mixing into liquid gold.
Girl, I don't care. Oh I just gotta see what you're wearing.
Your hair, is it pulled up or falling down?
Oh I just have to see it now.
Rachel smiled a shy smiled, picturing herself calling Quinn at the dead of the night to tell her she was coming over. She loved the idea.
If you wanna call me, call me, call me.
You don't have to worry 'bout it baby.
You can wake me up in the dead of the night;
Wreck my plans, baby that's alright.
This is a drop everything kind of thing.
Swing on by I'll pour you a drink.
The door's unlocked. I'll leave on the lights
Baby you can crash my party anytime.
There was something about the way Quinn said 'baby' that sent shivers down her spine. Turning from her girlfriend's eyes, Rachel took to the middle of the room again, losing herself to the music and the moment.
Quinn looked with wide eyes as her girlfriend entered her 'mode' as she called it. Watching Rachel singing, acting, just being up on stage was one of the most pleasurable experiences she had even seen. How the small brown haired girl lost herself in the music and moment, allowing her emotions to carry the song for her. She couldn't help to wonder if Rachel was thinking about her when singing the song.
Will sat in the front row, hands clapped in his lap. He was impressed to say the least, country music was never his Club's strength, but seeing Rachel and Quinn take a rather popular song and make it their own gave him an idea for Sectionals.
Ain't a spot downtown that's rockin' the way that you rock me.
Ain't a bar that can make me buzz the way that you do.
I could be on the front row of the best show.
And look down and see your face on my phone.
And I'm gone so long, hang on. I'll meet you in a minute or two.
Santana watched with her hand firmly clasped into Brittany's watching her best friend and..- well other best friend sing. The two had just a chemisty up on stage, when they both lost themselves to the music. If no one in the club could see the obvious love for each other at this point, she doubted the intelligence of humanity.
Rachel dropped off on the last line, going to hop onto the top of the piano and crossing her legs. Popping her chin into her palm and looking down at Quinn.
If it's 2 in the morning
And you're feeling lonely
And wondering what I'm doing...
The room took a collective breath as Quinn showed just how strong at singing she could be, now with Rachel's coaching. Her eyes were on Rachel's though, there was only one person she was singing those lines to.
Now Finn was a lot of things, but sitting there, looking between his Ex-Girlfriend's, well Rachel and him only really kissed that one time, but that is besides the point. He could see the way they looked at each other, the look in their eyes as they thought they were sharing a secret.
Finn was a lot of things, but he was not a bully. Living with Kurt had opened up his eyes to a lot of things, and like hell he was going to let people throw around Quinn and Rachel. Sure, at one time he thought he was in love with Quinn, but that was a long time ago. And looking at the way she looked at Rachel, he never stood a chance. No one ever did. He would protect them, by God, he would do right for once.
As Quinn trailed off, Rachel hopped off of the piano and did what she did best. Steal the show with her amazing voice.
Go ahead and call me, call me, call me
You don't have to worry 'bout it baby.
You can wake me up in the dead of the night;
Wreck my plans, baby that's alright.
This is a drop everything kind of thing.
Swing on by I'll pour you a drink.
The door's unlocked. I'll leave on the lights
Baby you can crash my party anytime.
(Call me, call me, call me)
Baby you can crash my party anytime.
The two finished together, before the room opened up into loud applause. Will was on his feet as the two girls hugged and took a small bow, "Wow! Girls, just wow! I have never liked Country music more now that you two sung it. You both have given me ideas for Sectionals."
Quinn wanted really badly to kiss Rachel in front of the class but ignored the need. Only smiling brightly at Mr. Schu before taking their seats next to Brittany and Santana.
"Voting time now. Remember, whoever wins is singing at our Sectionals. Think before you vote!" He passed around the hat across the classroom before taking it to the paino to tally the marks.
Rachel leaned over and whispered into Quinn's ear, "There is something about you singing country music, Baby. I think our vocal practices have been helpful."
"You mean when I shove my tongue down your throat and see what different type of moans I can make." Quinn whispered back, her eyes still staring frontward, but leaning slightly into Rachel.
Quinn had expected Rachel to blush and back up, but she felt her warm breath even closer to her ear now, "I can think of another place that tongue could go."
Quinn went beat red and leaned up from Rachel, catching Santana's evil smirk, "Something wrong, Q? You look a bit red."
"Just peachy, S." Quinn really needed a cold shower now. All it took was one dirty sentence from her girlfriend and she could feel her body on fire.
Thankfully she was saved from Santana and Rachel's teasing by Mr. Schu clearing his throat and waving the breadsticks tickets in front of the Club.
"Seeing as everyone but one group voted for themselves, I can't help to fill disappointed in all of you, never the less. The winner of our duets is, Finn drum row." Finn ran to his spot behind the drum set and gave the row, "Quinn and Rachel with their version of Crash my Party."
Before Quinn or Rachel could do or say anything, Mercedes stood up from the front row, screaming, "OH Hell no, Mr. Schu. No way in fucking hell that Ms. and Ms. Cheerio won. You just want Rachel to sing at Sectionals."
Well yes that was his plan but that was besides his point. Will crossed his arms and looked unimpressed at his student, "Language, Ms. Jones."
Mercedes stepped up to her teacher, looking like she was going to get into his face, but was stopped when Finn's voice ringed out in the choir room, "Shut the hell up, Merecdes! All you do is sit here and complain and complain. Singing about wanting respect and that you deserve it. Let me tell you something, Respect is earned just not handed out. Do you really think throwing a fit like a child is going to give you that. I voted for Quinn and Rachel because they were good, they went out on a limb and tried something new. Guess what you did?"
Mercedes was stuck in spot, staring up at Finn with wide eyes. He had never acted like this before, surprising it was Santana that smiled and hopped off from her chair, joining Finn, "She sung the same old R&B song about a strong independent and strong woman. But all I see is a child crying because she didn't win. Ever been on a team, Mercedes? It's called the good of the team. "
Mercedes screamed and launched herself at the girl, slapping her hard across the face. Quinn and Rachel only watched as they watched Santana and Mercedes fight. Surprising Will held a hand up to Finn as she tried to break up the fight, it was time to take a note out of Sue's book. As Santana slammed her fist twice into Mercedes's face, he allowed Finn and the other boys to pull them apart.
"I will fucking kill you, you fat piece of shit!" Santana screamed, needing both Noah, Mike, and Tina to hold her back.
But Mercedes was being dragged to the Mr. Figgins office by Finn with Mr. Schu in tow, saying over his shoulder, "Club is dismissed for the day. Good job, Quinn and Rachel."
Finally the three let Santana go who ran straight to Brittany who hugged the girl tightly and touched the black eye the Latino girl was spotting.
The rest of the Club was quick to get out, no doubt spreading the rumors already about the unlikely duo her stood up for Rachel and Quinn. Kurt waved towards Quinn, a silent reminder about their coffee date for later that weekend, Quinn smiled back and gave him a wink.
It was Rachel that finally spoke, "Did Finn, of all people, defend us?"
"What angle do you think he's playing at?" Quinn wondered from next to her girlfriend as she lead the way out of the Choir room.
"I think he's trying to be a better person." Brittany spoke up, her arm tight around Santana's waist as they walked behind the two girls.
Quinn looked down at Rachel with her famous raised brow. Rachel kept her stare for a few moments before shrugging and looking back to the front.
"It's really creepy how you two do that." They heard Santana comment.
"Do what?" The blonde looked over her shoulder as they exited the main doors of the highschool.
"You and Berry. You guys have like moments when you just stare into each other eyes and have a silent conversation. It's really gay." But the way Santana's eyes danced to Brittany and the tone, Quinn could hear the jealousy in it.
"You're one to talk, S." Quinn winked from over her shoulder.
Rachel paused though, almost running into Brittany. She threw her arms around Santana and hugging her tightly, "Thank you, Santana for defending us."
She was surprised when Santana hugged her back and said, "Anything for our Frodo."
Rachel couldn't help but to feel a warm feeling spread through her chest. She disconnected from the girl and started the way up again to where Quinn's jeep stood in the parking lot. Santana and Brittany going to Santana's black Dodge Charger, being the only child to two very rich doctors had some perks it seemed.
As soon as the doors were shut, Rachel crawled over the center divider and straddled Quinn's lap. Crashing their lips together in a heated embrace, Rachel shivered and moaned as she felt Quinn's hands rub up and down her back.
"I wanted to do that since the moment we started singing." Rachel whispered as they broke for air.
"Too bad we have to this pesky sleepover. We could do more of that vocal practices." Quinn gave an evil smirk before pressing her lips to Rachel's lips. Needing to taste more vanilla and strawberry.
The honking of Santana's car pulled them apart, Rachel giving a huff as Quinn lead the way to Rachel's house on the far side of town. She was really regretting not canceling this sleepover. She rubbed her thighs together and took a breath to steady herself. Damn teenage hormones.
In hindsight, they should of been more careful. And noticed the camera in an old beat up sedan from across the parking lot.
AN: Songs used were "I still haven't found what I am looking for" by U2 and "Crash my Party" by Luke Byran. I honestly wanted to change things up a bit not keep on doing Frank songs or something similar. And I realized that Glee only did less that four(?) country songs through the entire course of the show. It's a win win really. I did have some trouble picking the country song though, trying to find one that would work. I finally found a female cover of the song on Youtube, that I fell in love with and felt that the two could pull off.
I was watching the ep in Glee where Quinn and Santana have their smack down over the boob job and couldn't help to have my own version. I don't think it's too weird to have Rachel know how to fight, seeing as her parents are ex-military and one the Chief of Police. Ah Lauren. She's got some things planned also, don't worry.
Now, as I said before, I love Sue and to some part, William. I decided that I wanted to give them their own journey and story of overcoming also. The two will not end up together, but it doesn't mean they can't work up to being friends. I believe Sue never really hated Will at the end of the day. And personally, the Sue that is in the show I don't think would fit the some what serious tone I want with this story. I haven't decided what I am going do with them, but for sure, they will help in each other in understanding life.
I have been rewatching Glee, and found myself hating Mercedes with ever fiber of my being. Now, I used to hate Finn, a lot, but I feel like everyone and their Mother hates Finn, where I think he has the chance to become a good man if he just had the right people to listen to. But Mercedes, I think, fits the bill to be our version of Finn. I have never seen her other than mad and jealous at everyone because they're not giving her what she wants. Also Jacob, as always creep the shit out of me, expect him to be a..- large issue.
Next chapter, I swear to God, will have the drunken adventure of the Four Cheerios across the Shire, I mean Lima.